Third person
Faye was quiet after hearing what Sasha had just told her… she took a step backwards, almost losing her balance… Her shoe caught the edge of a rubber mat, and her heavy body swayed for a second. The room seemed to spin around her, the reflection in the big mirror blurring into a smear of grey and black.
Malo stood up, looking at Faye. "Faye." He called out, having a worried look.. He dropped the donut box onto the bench, his hand reaching out toward her as he took a cautious step forward, his eyes locked onto her trembling frame.
